Never too late to Master...
There's an old photo at my home in black-and-white. It shows mother in her college years, wearing a neatly pleated cotton Saari, straight long pleated hair, a black graduation robe and a rolled paper in her hand.
I had looked and admired that photo during growing up years before paper photos lost their way.
As I had always dreamt to achieve all that my Maa did (and still does), I kept imagining how I would look in a graduation gown for very many years. Then there was a long hiatus.
Nevertheless, so happy to finally know that's how !
Post-Graduation!
MBA, 2025
2 comments:
Places are rarely unkind, compared to the people.
And you deserve all the accolades. Congratulations. 11 years later, isn't easy!
Thanks a ton! *_*
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